Don Buck
[Verse 1] She rides a serpent made of smoke, Breathing colors the moonlight spoke. Oceans curl inside her eyes, Dripping suns from painted skies. [Chorus] Lady in the dream haze, drifting through my mind, Your shadow tastes of honey, your voice is tangled vines. Floating where the planets hum in a cosmic stream, I’m falling into you, lady in the dream. [Verse 2] Her hair’s a river, slow and wide, Carrying ghosts on a velvet tide. Mountains bend and flowers sigh, As she stitches holes in the sky. [Chorus] Lady in the dream haze, drifting through my mind, Your shadow tastes of honey, your voice is tangled vines. Floating where the planets hum in a cosmic stream, I’m falling into you, lady in the dream. [Bridge] Silver trees breathe firelight, Mirrors melt into the night. Every step she takes, the stars rearrange, In her world, even the laws of time are strange.
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